rebirth [rebirth]

Rong Jingxuan's face darkened when he heard this, Cong'er was fine when he was in Yong'an, why did he contract this disease when he arrived in Fengcheng?

Seeing that he was silent, Xie Mingze couldn't help but persuade him: "No matter what, the eldest princess and the eldest son-in-law also took him away from Yong'an, and finally saved his life. I think the old doctor in the city is very skilled in medicine, so I really can't send someone to help him." Inviting him overnight is also a reason."

What he said was reasonable, Rong Jingheng was already unconscious when he first arrived in Fengcheng, and the fever subsided after the old doctor took three doses of medicine.I woke up on the second day. After these days of recuperation, I am much more energetic than before.

In the hearts of Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze, his medical skills are much better than those of the imperial physicians.

Sure enough, with Xie Mingze's persuasion, Rong Jingxuan's complexion improved a bit, and he didn't say much, he just dragged Xie Mingze to the big tent in a hurry.

I don't know when it started to snow again outside.

It is now May season, Xiaoman has just passed, but Fengcheng is still cold.

Rong Jingxuan's brows furrowed again unknowingly, the times were not good, and the people had a hard time.

When they arrived at the big tent, their boots were a little wet, and they stepped on the flower-weaving booth, leaving footprints one after another.

However, Rong Jingxuan no longer cared to pay attention to this.

As far as he could see, there was a beautiful woman sitting on a chair in front of him.

The eldest princess Rong Jingyao, titled Jiayue, was married to Fu Yanhe, the second son of Bo Changle in Yongyan 33, and gave birth to the eldest son Cong in Yongyan 34.

Princess Jiayue does not look very similar to Rong Jingxuan, her appearance is more like that of her concubine who died young, she was born small and beautiful, and she has the demeanor of a Jiangnan woman.

At this moment, she was sitting there quietly, holding her eldest son Fu Cong in her arms.

Rong Jingxuan walked towards her step by step.

After hundreds of days and nights, he saw this always gentle and beautiful elder sister again who had been dead for a long time in his old dream.

"Sister..." Rong Jingxuan murmured.

Princess Jiayue stood up.

She was only as tall as Fu Yan and her shoulders, and she was even more cuddly when standing beside her husband. She saluted her younger brother from a distance: "Your Majesty."

The sound of His Majesty woke up Rong Jingxuan completely, he quickly came back to his senses, and said directly: "Elder Sister, just now Zhong Qi reported that Cong'er was sick?"

Speaking of her son, Princess Jiayue's expression suddenly became sad, Fu Yanhe quickly took the child, and comforted her in a low voice: "Sit down first."

He comforted his wife, then turned his head and saluted Rong Jingxuan: "Your Majesty, it's been a long time. In fact, Cong'er was not well when he was in Yong'an. At that time, the doctor Wang said that it seemed to be a whooping cough symptom, and he hadn't had time to take the medicine in the future." Healing was met... the city was broken, so we had no choice but to take Cong'er and escape from the city."

At that time, Rong Jingxuan was about to ascend the throne and get married. Looking back carefully, it was true that she hadn't seen her elder sister for some days.

Rong Jingxuan frowned, turned around and asked Zhong Qi, "Have you invited a military doctor?"

Before Zhong Qi could reply, Fu Yanhe said: "Just now the military doctor has come, he is not good at pediatrics, but he also said...Cong'er's whooping cough is a bit heavy."

Rong Jingxuan's heart suddenly fluttered.

Fu Cong was born and raised by him. From a palm-sized baby, he could gradually crawl and walk and call him uncle. Now, he is only two years old.

He didn't even think about it, and directly told Zhong Qi: "Send someone to invite the old doctor, keep a low profile, and don't let people see."

Zhong Qinuo let out a sound, turned around and left.

Only then did Rong Jingxuan walk over cautiously, wanting to lift the quilt that wrapped Fu Cong to see his complexion.

Fu Yanhe let go, let Xie Mingze take over his son, and let the two of them take a good look at it.

Fu Cong liked Xie Mingze very much since he was a child. When he first recognized people, he was only willing to let Xie Mingze hold him except his parents and uncles. Now Xie Mingze is very skilled in picking up the child.

The two stood together, separated by the tightly wrapped child.

Rong Jingxuan leaned over to look at Fu Cong's face.

This chubby child has lost weight rapidly since he was a child. His eyes are closed, his small face is not as big as a palm, and his tightly pursed lips have an unnatural purple color, which looks very bad.

Rong Jingxuan only glanced at him and then looked away, but Xie Mingze hugged him seriously and looked at his face carefully.

Suddenly, Fu Cong coughed violently.

Princess Jiayue stood up immediately, ran over to hug the child in two steps, and walked aside to coax him softly.

The child's thin coughing sound came intermittently, and the sound sounded very unnatural, as if something was scratching his throat, making him unable to breathe, and wanted to make a sound desperately.

Rong Jingxuan could hardly listen anymore.

He gritted his teeth tightly, not believing that Fu Cong was really so ill.

Fu Yanhe asked Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze to sit down together, and said in a low voice, "Cong'er just coughed twice, he hasn't woken up for a long time."

"During the journey, the doctor also looked at it, took the medicine, and tried everything...it still didn't work." Fu Yanhe wiped his eyes with his sleeve as he spoke.

They escaped from Yong'an, because they were afraid that Chen Shengzhi would send troops to hunt them down, and the family didn't even dare to hire a coachman. Princess Jiayue took care of the children in the car, and he drove outside alone.

Don't dare to go too fast, don't dare to go too slow, I was worried for dozens of days, and finally came to Fengcheng.

But the child is like this.

Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze were indeed very sad, but the saddest people present were probably the child's biological parents.

"Brother-in-law...Xuan...I'm sorry." Rong Jingxuan said.

Fu Yanhe sighed and shook his head: "On the way, Cong'er became more and more ill. We also secretly found a doctor to show him, and they all said he couldn't be cured. Jing Yao couldn't think about it at first. Cong'er was not feeling well. She He stayed with him without eating or sleeping, and it was Jingshu who persuaded her that she was willing to eat."

Hua Jingshu is Yu Xiude's wife, she is sitting quietly on the side at the moment, not speaking.

Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, they have a lot to say and things to talk about, but with Fu Cong's current situation, they don't have the heart to say anything else.

The old doctor was quickly invited. He was out of breath when he entered the big tent, and he was obviously very tired.

Ning Yuan Twenty followed behind him, followed in with calm eyes, and stood directly beside Zhong Qi.

Although the old doctor is old, he has good eyesight. When he came in, he saw Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze, so he knew them both.

The location of the Yongwu camp is remote, and it is not easy for outsiders to come in and out at will, so Ningyuan [-] or Zhong Qi usually escort Rong Jingheng to Fengcheng for medical treatment, but it is the first time that the old doctor is invited to the camp.

Although the old doctor was feeling uneasy at the moment, he was not very scared.He is already in his sixtieth year, and he is still accurate in judging people.The person in charge here is Rong Jingxuan at first glance, he does not seem to be a person who does evil, his eyes are clear, and his attitude is kind. Since he can be used, he will definitely not be harmed.

Therefore, when Xie Mingze got up and asked him to see Fu Cong, he didn't ask any questions, and walked directly to Princess Jiayue, motioning her to show him the child's face.

The old doctor was very careful when he saw the doctor, because Fu Cong was too young, he saw it more carefully than Rong Jingheng, he had done everything, and then he frowned and said: "I wonder if we can talk about it in detail elsewhere?"

Rong Jingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and even Fu Yanhe's face turned pale. The tall man, who was over eight feet tall, could hardly stand upright. If Xie Mingze hadn't supported him quickly with his eyesight, he might have fallen down like this.

However, Princess Jiayue devoted herself to taking care of the children and did not see any movement from them.

Rong Jingxuan quickly calmed down, and he directly said to Yan He: "Eldest brother-in-law, you have been traveling all the way, and Cong'er has to rest early, why don't you go back to the room to rest with the elder sister. Don't worry, I am here , no matter what kind of medicine you want, you will try your best to get it for Cong'er."

Fu Yanhe lowered his head and wiped his face.

When he raised his head again, his complexion became better, and he even smiled at them stiffly.

After their husband and wife had left, Chen Qingyi, Yu Xiude and Hua Jingshu went back to their room to rest, and the old doctor said, "Brother, I'm afraid something is wrong with this child."

Rong Jingxuan suddenly lost his strength and sat down on the chair in a daze.

Xie Mingze's mouth was bitter and his eyes were a little hot. He helped the old doctor to sit down and stared at him closely.

The old doctor sighed: "The child's hair disease is about three months old. If he took a few doses of medicine at that time, it might be able to suppress it. It will be fine after half a year. The old man looked at his pulse, and he seemed to be running around all the time. Outside, the child is young, and he will panic when he leaves home, and his heart is on fire, and the whooping cough worsens faster and worse."

Rong Jingxuan couldn't help grabbing Xie Mingze's hand.

There was a brazier burning in the room, but the hands of the two of them were extremely cold.

"Doctor, is there a glimmer of hope?" Rong Jingxuan heard Xie Mingze ask.

The old doctor saw that the two of them looked panic-stricken and sad, and wanted to say a few words to comfort them, but he didn't know what to say.

The doctor has the heart of a parent, he has this kindness, but he can't deceive others against his heart.

Finally, he shook his head.

"If the weather gets warmer, maybe there is some hope, but it is still snowing now, and the children can't wait."

"Let him take care of it for a few days, eat whatever he wants, play whatever he wants, it's only a month left, let him go happily."

Rong Jingxuan covered his face.

He had never hated God so much as he did now.

From childhood to adulthood, he studied and studied for seven or eight hours a day, and went to the court when he was not as high as the dragon chair. After ten years, as long as he was not bedridden, he never wasted a day.

He really wanted to be a good emperor. He wanted the people to live and work in peace and contentment, and his relatives to be happy and happy.

In the last life, Xie Mingze exchanged his own life for him to survive for a year. At that time, his sister, brother-in-law and younger brother died, and he became a real lonely family. Later, he also died.

He never returned to Yong'an until his death.

In this life, they did all escape, Xie Mingze was still there, so was his younger brother, and even the elder sister and brother-in-law had just arrived in Fengcheng.

But the little nephew has only a few days to live.

He is only two years old.

Why?Why?

Rong Jingxuan wanted to ask, why?

But he didn't know who to ask.

He wanted to blame Emperor Min, he wanted to scold the sky, and more, he also blamed himself.

He always wondered, if he had done all the preparation in advance and done a better job, wouldn't this all have happened?

But he tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, and couldn't think of what else he could do to change everything.

In this rebirth, the little nephew still died young.

The old doctor asked: "Let me prescribe some medicine for the child, with a heavier dose, so that he can live more comfortably in the past few days."

In a daze, Rong Jingxuan heard Xie Mingze answer: "Okay."